I'm drinking a bottle of me scrumpy. I went to a 70's party. I made out with me girlfriend. I got kind of drunk. Some English ass started hitting on me girlfriend, he told me to "shove off because I have this girl", to which I said "oh, is that right?" He bet me five dollars that he could take her home and I couldn't. The poor bastard didn't know she practically lived at my place. Of course he lost.
Any way, I still feel like drinking so the lady friend has gone to bed and I'm stuck drinking the only alcohol left in my house. That is me scrumpy made with an old fashioned recipe complete with rotting cow flesh. It still tastes a bit under aged (it isn't supposed to be drunken until November) but it ain't bad.
Any way, I still feel like drinking so the lady friend has gone to bed and I'm stuck drinking the only alcohol left in my house. That is me scrumpy made with an old fashioned recipe complete with rotting cow flesh. It still tastes a bit under aged (it isn't supposed to be drunken until November) but it ain't bad.
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